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My ears heard you say

Brother or sister coming

Eyes can’t believe it

Thought I was the only one

Can only think, bah humbug!

https://ramblingsofawriter2016.com/2017/12/06/weekly-tanka-prompt-challenge-week-74-eyes-ears/

I could tell of my moves

Most of them smooth

But one to write if I dare

To them doesn’t compare

It’s the move from your heart to your mind

It’s always leaving behind

A wisp of a feeling

That sudden reeling

A passion you felt

Your hesitation melt

Wrapped up in a fall

You gave your all

But then something occurred

All of that blurred

And you’re left with that wisp

Only your mind feels that kiss.

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/relocate/

It was no ordinary day for the gold panners. Someone discovered a pinch of the sought-for dust, so all uncertainty disappeared. Enthusiasm reigned once again, displacing the pain of nearly frost bitten fingers, constantly swishing the frigid water.

Gold panning has never been out of style. From the early 1600s people have been searching and reaping the rewards of this precious metal at a steady rate. The Spanish panned for it in gold placers of South America, and history reports the Romans also used this method.

Gold has always been a popular ore and is used in many different ways, the most recognizable is a worldly form of currency that will never go out of style. It is a softer metal than some used in manufacturing today, but gold and seeking it will never be a ghost in the industry. Gold mining continues all over the world, but the stories Americans hear of it usually include a Western theme, with inexperienced miners sometimes being buried with the very treasure they seek.

Panning for gold is fun and relatively safe if you want a similar experience of the American “old west”.

http://secretkeeper.net/2017/12/04/weekly-writing-prompt-118/

Painting by Brenda Owen

Mind’s interior

Dark and bare as winter’s trees

Can not abandon

Memories though incomplete

Are all that remains of him

http://colleenchesebro.com/2017/12/05/colleens-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-61-stark-trap/

“You know, Joe, this Christmas season, well the holidays in general, are supposed to promote love and togetherness, keeping each other safe, specially in families, right?”

“Yes.”

“And we’re family aren’t we Joe?”

“Yes.”

“And you’re driving me in the car so you won’t leave me home alone?”

“Yes”

“But driving with an animal in your lap doesn’t seem very safe to me, Joe.”

“Well I never thought of it like that, I just wanted you close so you would feel loved.”

“What if we get in an accident? Where is my seatbelt? This is worse than texting!”

“Okay get in the pet carrier! I never realized how talkative you’d be.”

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/12/04/fffaw-challenge-week-of-december-5-2017/

You’ve heard the story

To lead the team was daring

Just the nose was bold

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #178 Bold&Daring

Well that’s a great word

Applied to a lamp

For people, rather absurd

Aging does have special effects

Hands, face and especially your neck.

You can age gracefully

Whatever that means

More like distastefully

From what I’ve seen

Sure I look in the mirror and see

Wrinkles and spots, oh such glee!

However you age I am sure

Even patina has some allure.**

**Especially on this guy^^^^^^^

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/patina/

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This is a Pre TMSG, on the premise that after a few more hours in a bag of rice, my phone, my lifeline actually, will end up working. It rings but I can’t answer and lights blink, but the screen is black. I removed the battery and SIM card probably too late, but we’ll see. Think positively, something good is about to happen?!?

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https://amommasview.wordpress.com/2017/11/29/tell-me-something-good-85/

Hello from the old west. Yes, I’m talking cowboy hats, jeans, boots and spurs. Cattle drives, oil rigs, gold, coal, silver mines, even some uranium thrown in. Horses on the highway, bison in the field, and beauty of grass and mountains. So now you’ve got the picture, let’s not ruin it by mentioning huge loud pickup trucks and guns.😂

It’s ? Degrees and cloudy, but since I dropped my phone into a sink of soapy water, I have no idea the temperature. Christmas decorating done, I kept it to a minimum this year, and I have packages to mail as soon as I wrap them. After I have coffee, (I know, it’s 11:28, but I had a late night) I’ll try to take the phone apart and see if it’s salvageable. The light is blinking but the screen is black. I scooped it out of the sink, tapped and dried with a towel, removed the case, and put it in a bag of rice overnight, but no pic on the screen yet. Man, I really liked this phone, too.😫

Here is a partial pic of ceenphotography.com‘s Share Your World post. Come in, the water’s fine.

My answers are:

1. Dusting, for I can’t reach everything anymore.

2. Well that would be telling, wouldn’t it? Better keep it to myself.

3. Once, from Colorado to Wyoming, in 2014.

Inspiration this week comes from my son-in-law. He has been going through a tough time for a while and now it seems things are looking up! He is my favorite and only sil, one of a kind, and I love him dearly.

http://ceenphotography.com/2017/12/04/share-your-world-december-4-2017/

“Did you see that?”

“What?”

“That!” Shirley pointed to a woman hanging a large piece of cloth on her clothesline. “Can you believe it? Why doesn’t she do what all the other women do and use clothespins?”

“Really? Why do you care?”

“Well it just looks silly using those tenterhooks to hang bedsheets.”

“Have you ever tried to hang a giant’s bed sheet?”

http://rachelpoli.com/2017/12/01/time-to-write-sentence-starter-29/

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/tenterhooks/